Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

Of course, no one would dislike her. Not to mention that although Princess An Ning is a sickly beauty, she has an absolutely stunning appearance and has the support of His Majesty behind her.

How many young masters in Kyoto city were watching with eager eyes.

If you can climb up such a high branch, even if you are a mediocre person, your future career will be bright.

Yan He coughed and interrupted Wang Di's next words.

It was impossible for him to just find a husband for herself casually. She could clearly tell whether he was sincere or not.

The current emperor truly loves and loves his niece, and this is made even more serious by the fact that his brother-in-law died in battle.

He wished he could send all the good things to the princess's mansion, which was on par with those in the palace.

Yan He lowered his head and took a sip of the soup. His brows frowned instantly. The taste in his mouth was really not good.

She was so busy dealing with the two of them that she didn't even care about how it tasted.

At this moment, my son felt that the soup was extremely fishy. Before the fishy smell went away, the bitter taste of the Chinese medicine came back.

The mixture is not so mixed that it makes you feel sick, but it is indeed hard to swallow.

The rice that originally had a sweet fragrance seemed to have no appetite anymore.

Probably because of my physical condition, my sense of taste seems to have become extra sensitive and my appetite is very poor.

Deep down she wanted to eat more, but her body wouldn't allow it.

He silently swallowed the soup in his mouth and slowed down his hand movements. He had little appetite to begin with, and now he had no appetite at all.

Emperor Wang glanced at the two silent people beside him and didn't say anything else.

I just watched her picking up the spoon intermittently, not taking two bites of rice, and not finishing a bowl of soup for a long time.

He frowned subconsciously.

"peaceful."

"Ok?"

"How's the soup?"

"Very good."

Yan He took a sip, put some water on his lips, and put it down again, repeating this several times.

I already wanted to get up and leave.

But being stared at by two pairs of eyes, she could imagine what she would face when she stood up.

Let’s not talk about how our general will react, our emperor will definitely have a lot to say.

For quiet ears.

So she just sat there and waited for them to finish eating before leaving.

Anyway, she really can't drink any of this soup.

After a long delay, even after Emperor Wang put down his chopsticks, stood up and left, Yan He still hadn't gotten rid of his worry.

When I raised my eyes from the bowl, I met those calm black eyes.

There is clearly no fluctuation, but it seems as if there are thousands of connections hidden.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

Yan He felt inexplicably guilty, and before he could open his mouth, the feeling of tightness in his throat came up again.

Can't stop it.

“Cough, cough, cough! Cough, cough, cough, cough…” “Bang!”

Now, the dishes and chopsticks that were originally stuck in the hands were naturally put back on the table.

The slender hands were white and almost transparent, tightly covering the chest, and the purple veins looked like they would break through the fragile skin at any time.

Beads of sweat even began to appear on his forehead.

It looks even more painful than the previous times.

"The princess!"

Qiu Fu was startled and hurried forward.

But the other hand was one step faster than hers and gently patted the weak shoulder.

"Go and call Semper."

"Hey..."

Qiu Fu was so panicked at this moment that she didn't care about anything else. She subconsciously followed the order when she heard it.

He rushed out the door and didn't even bother to greet His Majesty when he met him.

When Wang Di heard the sound, he hurried back. His foot that had just stepped over the threshold slowed down slightly when he saw the scene inside the house.

"I was only away for a moment, why did An Ning suddenly start coughing like this?"

Cao Fu was following behind him, also worried.

Yan He could clearly feel the people around him, but at this moment his ears and eyes seemed to be blocked by some cotton balls.

All the senses were focused on one point, and it was unbearably uncomfortable.

I can actually spare some thoughts in my mind to complain about this broken body.

The fishy smell in her throat became stronger and stronger, but she finally managed to suppress it.

When I recovered, I met several pairs of worried eyes.

Wang Di was sitting opposite, and it looked like he was about to move the table away.

I couldn't help but curl my eyebrows and say, "Uncle...don't worry, An Ning is fine now."

Wang Di raised his eyebrows, how could he not be worried: "Still laughing, you are going to scare your uncle to death."

"Don't dare."

Her hand was held tightly by a big hand, and the slightly rough thumb gently pressed on the acupuncture points on her hand.

Yan He turned his gaze and looked at the owner of those hands. His originally cold brows twisted and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

He probably has never seen himself like this.

She wanted to raise her hand to smooth it out for him, but she simply couldn't muster any strength. Besides, they had only met a few times now.

Perhaps because he saw that she had recovered, the heat source in his hands slowly disappeared until he completely let go.

General Qi returned to his original appearance and stood aside respectfully and politely.

The anxiety and worry just now seemed like an illusion.

Wang Di glanced at him, and the admiration in his eyes was replaced by an unknown emotion.

But he just said: "Why hasn't the Holy Hand come yet?"

The voice just fell.

There was a shadow at the door, and Shengfu, who had just been decocting medicine in the pharmacy, was carried in like a chick.

Shaky.

"……￥#@-/'l……" If it weren't for the urgent matter, he really wanted to curse and ask Yingyi, doesn't he have legs?

He has!!! He can walk by himself!!!

As for why he didn't ask the culprit, of course it was because he didn't dare.

Although he was thinking about it, he did not dare to be careless in his actions. He went forward to feel the patient's pulse, observe his complexion, and ask questions.

Under the pressure of several forces, he hugged his weak self tightly and said: "The princess is fine. The medicine has not made her dizzy. The disease has not been cured. It is a good sign to eliminate the filth in the body. But the princess will have to work hard these days."

With his words, several people felt relieved.

"Thank you for your hard work, Saint Hand."

"It is my honor to serve the princess and His Majesty."

Emperor Wang had consulted so many doctors, but this was the first time he heard good news. His sharp gaze moved between Sheng Fu and Qi Yu.

He was already full of love when he faced Yan He.

"An Ning, you must take your medicine obediently and take care of your body. Don't let your uncle worry anymore."

"An Ning knows."

After getting the response, Emperor Wang nodded with satisfaction and stood up.

"Then uncle will come to see you next time."

Then he turned to look at the man who was standing still like a log and said, "My dear, please follow me."

Qi Yu withdrew his gaze from Yingying's eyes and nodded.

Wait until the room is completely quiet.

Qiu Fu, who was also being carried back, leaned over to take a look and confirmed that it was only her own princess.

Only then did he move forward eagerly.

"Princess, I am almost scared to death by you."

Yan He withdrew his thoughts and pinched her red face: "Don't worry, I'm fine."